While washing those prints away,
I'll always be imprinted by you-- regardless of what happens You're different today and I know I'm to blame. Butterflies are sleeping when I hear your name. When you speak now i feel shards of glass, I keep closing my eyes waiting for it to pass. But the pressure grows sharper and it breaks the skin. How foolish my actions to create the predicament we're in. For there is no eraser and no way to revisit The word-strapped weapons and what I did with them. So, I guess it's best that I don't come over And we can experience the thing they call closure
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So, I tend to stray from political pieces and "unpopular opinions" because I'm not a big advocate for controversy BUT after hearing this story, I needed to write something about it. I stewed on in for about two weeks and I guess here it goes. (Feel free to skip this one if you hate politics; I'm not arguing for one side or another, I'm arguing for respect and empathy). You were warned. To the 11 of you still reading this, thank you. This is actually not about a guy I've dated, but a guy telling me a story of a girl he is dating. She's not typically his type physically, still beautiful, just not the typical country girl he was drawn to "like a moth to a flame." (I know that's been in many publications and movies but I can't help but think of the musical, Chicago. Oh, this boy definitely "has it coming...."). Fast forward two months with this girl and things were going amazing, until she revealed a dark secret from her past. Instead of realizing how much trust she's already relinquished to him and her open attempt to get closer to him by sharing such a secret, he pulled back. He claimed, "I don't know if I can get past this... I look at her so differently now." Wow. If that's not class A judgement, I don't know what is. |
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